Alone I stand
I feel grand
Fetters of bondage shorn away
Breathing in deeply
I let the heady feeling seep
Light and bright
Ready for any fight
I feel so high
Could touch the sky.
A spring in my step
For ages I have wept
In guilty tornadoes I have been swept
Stormy emotions in my chest I have kept
To be trod over I have myself let
Following the beaten path
My inner guide I have swathed
Losing control over my life's flow
I do not want to do it anymore.
Let me go to foreign shores
I will walk through new doors
Challenge my set moors
Let me breathe in some life
Vistas new I see through
A new beginning I will brew
Alone
For something new.
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Alone
PoesiaBeing alone is the silent journey to the inner self...where no one holds sway except oneself.... A collection of poems seeking to understand this intrinsic state of the mind and soul..... The beginning and the end....